The swans in their whiteness are gone now, and so is most of the seasonal pond that took over the potato fields to the north of us during the flooding season. There's a robin that seems to have fallen in love with it's own reflection on my driver's side wing mirror and an owl that I sometimes hear as I'm brushing my teeth at night, and on Sunday a congress of ravens chased each other from the tall trees on the east side of our property to the neighbors farther west, one of them with something small and rodent-shaped in its beak. There are still eagles, though not the convocation that was there in early March.
Tacos for dinner, the kind of Sunday evening meal that lends itself to Monday afternoon leftovers. Deconstructed, spooned into tupperware with rice and kale, it's just some weird bowl of nutrients to heat up in the microwave and eat at your desk with tea. It's actually a habit that I really like, those totally functional lunches. Easy.
3 comments:
That's what I do too. :-)
MamalaLangley
This is so incredibly beautiful. Is it in the Skagit Valley? I visited the swans up there a few months ago. I know they are probably a nuisance to the residents, but us city-folk from Seattle do love to come up and see them. :)
Yes! This is actually the field behind my house. I've never seen them as a nuisance at all, though maybe others do. One of the things I love most about living up there is the bird seasons, and the way the bird populations change according to the time of year. Right now it's swallow season, which isn't too great for the humans who want berries! A lot of the fields have covers that open and close when the berries are ripe, and others do bird mitigation by bringing in trained birds of prey to scare the starlings off!
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